To a woman–I mean, a nice woman–there is no such thing as men. There is a man; and either she is so fond of him that she can talk of nothing else, however unfavourably, or so much in love with him that she never mentions his name.
ADA LEVERSONIt is all very well to say that children are happier with mud pies and rag dolls than with these elaborate delights.
More Ada Leverson Quotes
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There may be something in this theory, but when their amusements are carried to such a point of luxurious and imaginative perfection it certainly gives them great and even unlimited enjoyment at the time.
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She suspected him of infidelity, with and without reason, morning, noon and night.
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Modesty is a valuable merit … in people who have no other, and the appearance of it is extremely useful to those who have.
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Feminine intuition, a quality perhaps even rarer in women than in men.
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The Futurists?…. Well, of course, they are already past.
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Absurdly improbable things are quite as liable to happen in real life as in weak literature.
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All really frank people are amusing, and would remain so if they could remember that other people may sometimes want to be frank and amusing too.
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She could carry off anything; and some people said that she did.
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You don’t really know a woman until she writes you a letter.
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People were not charmed with Eglantine because she herself was charming, but because she was charmed.
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It is all very well to say that children are happier with mud pies and rag dolls than with these elaborate delights.
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The marvellous instinct with which women are usually credited seems too often to desert them on the only occasions when it would be of any real use. One would say it was there for trivialities only
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There is, of course, no joy so great as the cessation of pain; in fact all joy, active or passive, is the cessation of some pain, since it must be the satisfaction of a longing, even perhaps an unconscious longing.
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Looking at the poems of John Gray when I saw the tiniest rivulet of text meandering through the very largest meadow of margin,
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Most people would far rather be seen through than not be seen at all.
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